How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

with your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

were seriously fighting, but they couldn’t

 

of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on

 

almost chest to

 

it must be my appearance you’re at least not

 

out like that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more

 

you doing here, then? Hurry

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

closer, as if there was

 

participate in the

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

and moving swiftly, the woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck,

 

was twice her size, but he

 

these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and

 

desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each other tightly

 

and hopeless and wretched

 

woman’s eyes turned

 

could not have seen me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking in. I

 

smiled at me—a meaningless,

 

and smashed into pieces. The face I

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s you… That’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

to check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t call

 

room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and

 

***

 

white shining right into my eyes had me twitching, trying

 

head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was

 

I? Who got me here?

 

up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone else’s arm underneath me jostling me fully

 

I wanted to cry.

 

hadn’t

 

in, my eyes leaving no part of his face untouched. He

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was

 

and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze.

 

really thinking of anything. It felt like

 

life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a

 

my own body thinking about it

 

voice I answered him with was low and

 

“What…?”

 

long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an

 

something I knew very well, something that

 

brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I

 

been like

 

“Always.”

 

snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around you blind

 

a situation where I’m hated without

 

traveled around his eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on the bone of his cheek, wondering if

 

gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look in his

 

fully, enveloping me in his warmth, but

 

his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck

 

my head felt

 

dream, but I didn’t remember it at

 

like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant

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